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emannsc - front seat lyrics

i went from black sheep to the goat
went from the back seat with the bros
i’m in the front seat with your hoe
keep out discreet please keep it low
gave em enough room just to grow
n+ggas be lazy trying to keep a hold
now we impatient going out for broke
go head and drag drag drag drag drag
til ya tired screeching on the road
she think she outta my league
i was a amateur f+cking b+tches that was pros
im going rookie of the year
i just needed time to get inside a lil flow
kept the beginning in mind when you see me
crossing the finish line you a know
this lil n+gga so cold i was 2 below cеlsius
momma birthed me in the snow
i was born dеad n+ggas brain dead
what you thinking how i already know
camouflage you gon see me than don’t
look alive keep ya ears to the streets
vegetables always gon come after beef
ya entourage lookin like entrees
i hope they pack heat and not just looking mean
in my city they love when you don’t look for peace, and they cry when them same n+ggas die
if they love you it’s probably on lease
when they hate me i know i arrived
and the cops they gon k!ll you before they say
freeze, so it’s best that you run for life
keep a gun even if it ain’t licensed it’s better in jail, than a grave i ain’t lying
tell the truth i ain’t seen either one
but i know i ain’t dying
i know i ain’t going to prison
i’m keeping it blunt, with them n+ggas that wan
know my business
i rather just skrrrrrrrr eat dust
ee+er this box it came wit a glock
the first time i had it inside of my hands i fell in love
feel in love with money the first time i knew what it did when added up
you don’t get get no assist for passing me up
you better keep me in the tuck
ima the first of my kind the last of a dying breed
it’s not for fun
and they thought that i would be none
ha why the f+ck is they thinking that huh
me and ben got strings attached
and we locked in like beans and bags
locked in like freeze and tag
boxed in like keem and shaq
clock in or cl!ck and clack
n+ggas got off ain’t getting back
i know a n+gga if he lost his sauce right now he a probably have heart attack
uh f+ck doctors call up the coroner
get focused find where they storing em
and n+ggas turn actors when you find out you recording em
if he flip that switch and he hit that whip on got
you gon think that a porsche hit em
n+ggas always got gl!cks in pics i be thinking
got d+mn why the f+ck you reporting em
but i’m going campity i’m going campfident
this ain’t a charity i’m going arrogant
why they comparing me i don’t see comparisons
this time we striking em ain’t no more sparing it
yea camp up

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